You can tell from their clothes, that the dancers in this fantastically amiable and energetic street show have arrived from Paris. In contrast to the monochrome grunge that is standard hip-hop wear, the eight guys in Elektro Kif swagger the stage like inner-city dandies, sporting gold high-tops, crimson skinny jeans, waggish Prince of Wales golfing socks and elegant shades.

But this is not standard hip-hop. A few years ago, choreographer and director Blanca Li discovered Elektro, a Parisian street dance that's a new, stylish and full-body blend of voguing, locking and disco. There's a lot of hand jiving and posing; there are wild signature arm moves that whirl, loop and tie themselves into seemingly boneless knots; rhythmic leg and footwork that mashes up a bit of everything – even a flicker of the Charleston.

The show is constructed around a day at college, and the resulting mood is innocently upbeat as the dancers engage in a spinning game of basketball; percussive arm and foot routines at their desks; and a comically contorted sequence based on cheating in an exam.

The material is ingeniously choreographed and it's performed with real flair. But for all its energy, Elektro Kif suffers from a uniformity of pace. It's significant that the stand-out section is a long central duet in which the dance is given time and space to develop. We get a hint of something more lyrical, more deeply imagined – also a much-needed break from 75 minutes of unrelentingly extrovert, goofy charm.